Chapter 526 Lu Yunzhou
At night, the Beast Taming Sect’s main peak held a grand banquet.
Lu Wenyao ordered that all the cultivators above the level of elders in the sect be present and drink with this Nascent Soul cultivator.
Ning Daoran frowned and suddenly realized something.
In the world of cultivating immortals, once you reach a high realm, you will be welcomed wherever you go. You will have endless wine to drink and endless friends to socialize with every day. It seems like it is the same as in your previous life.
If you are just a small clerk, you will have very few social events, but if you are a director...
Congratulations, your wonderful life has officially begun...
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Ning Daoran is now in the Nascent Soul stage. If the human world is compared to the world in his previous life, I am afraid that the level has reached... Never mind. Anyway, as long as he is willing, there will be endless social events, endless spiritual wine to drink, and endless fairies to deal with.
"Everyone."
After three rounds of drinking, Lu Wenyao's pretty face turned slightly red. She stood up with the wine glass in hand and said, "This time, this sect master went to the Xingyue Mountains to hunt the third-stage late-stage red-fiend scorpion. I thought I had a sure win, but something went wrong. Fortunately, Senior Ning intervened at the most dangerous moment and saved this sect master's life. Therefore, Senior Ning is the most distinguished guest of our Beast Taming Sect!"
"I see……"
The group of elders were stunned.
"Senior Ning saved our sect master's life, which means he rebuilt our Beast Taming Sect. I offer a toast to you!"
"Senior Ning, please drink this cup of wine. My admiration for you is like a surging river..."
"Senior Ning is so young, I wonder if he is single. My granddaughter..."
For a moment, Ning Daoran felt a little nervous trying to deal with it.
"Senior Ning."
Lu Wenyao pursed her red lips and said with a smile: "Since you have a connection with my Beast Taming Sect, are you willing to serve as my Beast Taming Sect's guest official? This Sect Master is willing to treat you like a Supreme Elder and ask you to serve as my guest official."
"Eh..."
Ning Daoran shook his head and said, "Sect Master Lu, I am just a casual cultivator. I have never had any great ambitions. Besides, I have been traveling all the time. I am destined not to live in Dongming City for too many years. As for this guest official thing... I think it is better to avoid it if possible!"
"in this way……"
Lu Wen Yao was a little disappointed. Her pretty face was slightly drunk and flushed. She really wanted to keep Ning Daoran.
"If Sect Master Lu really wants to thank you for saving my life..."
Ning Daoran continued, "I dare to ask the Sect Master to give me a copy of your sect's Five-Colored Deer Calling Art. I am willing to exchange it for a lower-grade spiritual treasure and a third-level ancient treasure. I can also promise that this technique will only be used by my spiritual beast and will never be passed on to others. This is the only thing I want to ask. What do you think, Sect Master?"
"this……"
Lu Wenyao was stunned.
Although the Five-Colored Deer Roaring Art was indeed in her hands, it was not something she could give away casually. After all, the Five-Colored Deer Roaring Art was a unique skill that protected the mountain and the foundation for the Beast Taming Sect to stand proudly in the world of immortal cultivation. If it were to be spread out, it would inevitably shake the foundation.
The other elders were also stunned, and then they began to discuss in low voices.
"The Five-Colored Deer Calling Art is the sect's foundation, and the sect leaders of all generations have never dared to pass it on to others..."
"That's right. Although Senior Ning is an honored guest, the matter of the Five-Colored Deer Calling Art is of great importance. If it were to be spread outside, I'm afraid the ancestors of our Beast Taming Sect would not agree!"
"I think a copy of the Five-Colored Deer Calling Art is not that relevant. Senior Ning is a Nascent Soul cultivator and saved the sect master's life. Senior must be a man of his words. If he says he won't pass it on to others, then he won't pass it on!"
"That's right. If the Five-Colored Deer Calling Art is only practiced by Senior's spirit beast, it won't be a big deal. After all, Senior has a close relationship with our Beast Taming Sect. I hope the Sect Master will consider this matter!"
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"metropolitan."
Ning Daoran frowned and said, "If the Sect Master feels that the price I offer is not high enough, I am willing to add ten thousand-year-old golden bamboos in exchange. What do you think?"
"Ten thousand years of golden bamboo?"
Suddenly, an elder sword cultivator with a sword on his back was horrified: "The Ten Thousand Years Golden Bamboo is a rare treasure that only appears once in a thousand years. Sect Master, please agree to Senior Ning's request. The grace of saving my life is greater than heaven, and I must repay it, Sect Master!"
"Bah! Elder Liu, you are so shameless. I know you have been seeking the Ten Thousand Years Golden Bamboo for many years, but how can you exchange it for the Five Colors Deer Calling Art, the foundation of the sect? When we old bones are buried in the ground in the future, how can we face the founder of the Beast Taming Sect?"
"Ahem, elders, please stop arguing. Your saliva is splashing on my face. It's really abominable!"
Everyone was arguing.
"metropolitan."
Cao Yan, who had been silent for a long time, stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me for being frank, Senior Ning is a distinguished guest, and he is also a great cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. Although I and the Five-Colored Deer Calling Art are the foundation of the sect, we really don't need to abide by the rules for so many years. Those clichéd old rules should be changed when it's time to change.
You are the leader of a sect, and you set the rules. Why can't the rules of our ancestors be changed? Over the past tens of millions of years, how many rules have been modified or broken by the major sects in our world of immortal cultivation?"
Cao Yan then sent a message to Ning Daoran: "Don't worry, Senior Ning. It was I who received you when you first came up the mountain. I appreciate our friendship and will do my best to help you get a copy of the Five-Colored Deer Calling Art!"
Ning Daoran smiled gratefully, feeling speechless.
You, Cao Yan, are all very smart!
Among so many people present, it seemed that Lu Wenyao and I were the most innocent.
"actually……"
Lu Wenyao opened her red lips and said softly, "Although the sect heritage such as the Five-Colored Deer Calling Art is indeed important, I think it is fine if it is only passed on to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, but..."
"Just what? Just?"
Cao Yan said drunkenly: "Sect Master, Senior Ning saved your life. It's just a spiritual beast secret. There's no need for you to be so fussy about it."
"I……"
Lu Wenyao pursed her lips, already extremely shaken, about to give in! Ning Daoran was ecstatic, it was stable!
But at this moment, a majestic voice suddenly spread throughout the banquet hall -
"The Five-Colored Deer Calling Art is a unique skill created by our ancestors, and it is also the thousand-year heritage of the Beast Taming Sect. How can you just give it to someone else? Are you planning to overthrow the thousand-year heritage of the Beast Taming Sect?!"
The voices of the crowd suddenly died down, and the entire hall became so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
Ning Daoran turned around and his eyes fell on a warrior who had just stepped into the hall.
The man was wearing golden armor, with a golden helmet tucked under his armpit and a blood-red cloak swaying behind him. He exuded the aura of a great general, and his martial arts aura had reached the initial stage of Hunyuan Realm!
Behind him followed a group of soldiers in golden armor, each of them was extremely full of vigor.
You don't have to think about who it is.
Lu Yunzhou, the Martial God of Hunzhou!
Moreover, he is Lu Wenyao's father and also serves as the supreme elder of the Beast Taming Sect.
The reason why Lu Wen Yao invited Ning Daoran to be a guest official instead of a supreme guest elder was probably to avoid offending this person, otherwise discord would be inevitable.
"Dad, why are you here?"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Lu Wen Yao stepped forward with a soft look on her face, as if she had suddenly transformed from the majestic sect leader into a little daughter.
"snort!"
Lu Yunzhou rubbed her hair and said, "My precious daughter, Lu Yunzhou, was almost in danger in the Xingyun Mountains. This matter is so serious, how can a father not come to see it in person?"
As he spoke, Lu Yunzhou looked over with a cold gaze: "I heard that a Taoist friend Huo Yuan Zhenjun in the early stage of the Nascent Soul saved my Wen Yao, but I don't know which Taoist friend it was?"
Ning Daoran immediately took a few steps forward, clasped his fists and said, "It is I, Lord Huo Yuan. Nice to meet Pavilion Master Lu!"
"So it's you, fellow Taoist..."
Lu Yunzhou narrowed his eyes and looked over Ning Daoran.
No, this person is too young! Although his real age may be quite old, he looks like a teenager. It's really...
When Lu Wen Yao looked at Ning Daoran just now, her eyes were extremely gentle, which made Lu Yunzhou feel extremely uncomfortable.
If the monk who saved my daughter was an old man, it would be fine, but this man...
Lu Yunzhou's mood was extremely complicated at this moment.
He is two hundred and twenty-four years old this year. In addition to being a warrior in the Hunyuan realm, he is also a cultivator in the foundation-building stage. Although he has swallowed first- and second-level longevity pills, his life span is almost gone. This is the embarrassment of a warrior.
His daughter, Lu Yunzhou, is only 140 years old. If such a young and talented late Jindan great cultivator really fell in love with Ning Daoran and became a Taoist partner with this 400-500-year-old Yuanying old monster...
Lu Yunzhou's eyes darkened. A son-in-law who is hundreds of years older than him?
No, absolutely not, the sky is falling!
"Um?"
Ning Daoran frowned. How could he know that Lu Yunzhou had so many inner thoughts?
"father."
Lu Wen Yao pursed her red lips, with a slightly shy look on her pretty face, and recounted the details of how Ning Daoran saved her.
Lu Yunzhou turned a deaf ear to him, but a hint of murderous intent appeared on his face.
"???"
All the elders stepped back a little, their hearts beating fast.
The atmosphere was a little off.
There was murderous intent in Lu Yunzhou's eyes, how could this be tolerated!
What kind of changes has the Martial God in the Hunyuan Realm undergone? When the Martial God gets angry, millions of people will be killed.
In their eyes, Lu Yunzhou's anger was probably similar to Guan Erye opening his eyes.
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"Fellow Daoist Ning."
Lu Yunzhou suppressed his anger, sat down slowly, put the golden helmet on the table, and said: "Since Brother Ning saved my daughter's life, then he is also my benefactor, Lu Yunzhou. I offer you a toast!"
Still drinking? Ning Daoran was slightly startled and sighed in his heart. This man was the leader of Hunzhou Wushen Pavilion, which was equivalent to a local lord sent by the imperial court to Hunzhou. He was very powerful, and he had to drink his toast.
After drinking it all, Ning Daoran asked, "Master Lu, what do you think of my request for the Five-Colored Deer Calling Technique?"
"That is impossible."
Lu Yunzhou shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Ning. I'm still young and I'm not careful enough about something as serious as the Five-Colored Deer Calling Technique. This technique must not be passed on to others. I hope you can forgive me."
"If that's the case, then I am overstepping my authority."
Ning Daoran had given up completely, clasped his fists and smiled, saying, "Ning still needs to practice, so I won't stay any longer today. I'll take my leave now."
"Fellow Daoist Ning!"
Lu Yunzhou stood up slowly, his whole body emitting martial arts energy, suppressing the surrounding elders so much that they broke into cold sweats.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, are you interested in sparring with me?"
"No."
Ning Daoran turned and left, never looking back.
(End of this chapter)